Realm of Power

"Papa" The pebbles on the road were shaken away by the heavy wheels and splashed into the nearby grass. A black carriage, escorted by thirty Gallic cavalry, rushed through the mountain road ahead like a cluster of arrows. At the fork in the road, the wheeled carriage moved too fast and its center of gravity swayed like leaves in the wind, appearing extremely unstable. The coachman pulling the horse was a middle-aged man. With jaw-dropping superb technology, the carriage is steadily controlled. The specially reinforced wheels rotate like the wind, constantly colliding with the stones on the roadside, making a snapping sound under the carriage. Under the control of his very powerful driving skills, the carriage was pulled by the four horses galloping in front and rushed directly into the middle road of the fork in front.

"It's finally safe!"

Looking at the fork in the road that was quickly thrown to the rear, Andalin's face on the carriage finally showed a trace of relief, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the side of the carriage that was speeding through the fork in the road, a Gallic cavalry officer in silver armor who was riding a strong horse and followed the carriage into the fork in the road was also loudly reporting to another person in the carriage, "Master Supervisor. , we have got rid of the pursuit of the Falcon Army cavalry and safely passed three At the fork in the road, even if the Falcon Army realizes something is wrong and catches up, they still can't be sure which fork in the road we took! Can we slow down the carriage now? Although it has been specially reinforced, it still hurts even if we galloped along the mountain road for twenty miles. I'm afraid the iron carriage is about to break apart! "

"Five miles ahead is Lake Lager. If there is no situation, everyone will rest for ten minutes!"

The curtain of the carriage opened, and a soft female voice said. His bloodshot eyes swept across the peaceful scene outside, and his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. It was really an unexpected success, which made her feel a little uneasy in her heart.

Unknowingly, a road sign appeared in front of the carriage indicating that it was still five miles away from the fork in the road. A small lake not far away made everyone who had been running all night feel refreshed.

"Let's go to the lake and rest there for ten minutes!"

Algernon Julia ordered the Gallic Guards cavalry officer beside the car to consider running for her life. Her decisiveness and ability also made these young Gallic Guards feel a sense of strength. The Guards cavalry neatly turned their horses and headed towards the lake. Although it was a short rest, the Guards still showed better performance than the Gaul Guards. Other troops were of higher quality. Five Guards cavalry went to a mound 100 meters from the resting point to monitor the surrounding movements.

There is this thin layer of white on the surface of the sparkling lake. The sound of horse hooves stirs up the reeds beside the lake and countless flocks of water birds fly out of it. The Gallic Guards cavalry stopped their horses by the lake, turned over and dismounted, and excitedly picked up a handful of cold lake water with their hands.

Algernon, Julia and Andalyn also got off the carriage and stood by the lake, the wind blowing in their hair. The turbulent lake surface, hundreds of birds flying in groups, and the refreshing and bright feeling made the two women's fatigue and tension subside a lot after enjoying the piano performance last night. When the two women turned a corner on their way back, they took advantage of the fact that the Falcon Cavalry leading the way was not paying attention. Quietly changing into a substitute, and then evacuated from the city, the ambush against Qianyun also started at the same time. The ambush location was a dense forest that Qianyun must pass on his way back after completing his performance. 170 carefully selected The elite Gallic Guards were lurking in the dense forest and waiting. Qianyun's guards only had less than 30 people. There was really no reason for this ambush to go wrong!

"What's wrong, but I feel regretful!" Andalin watched a group of waterbirds fluttering on the water and flew towards the glow of the sky. She softly asked Algernon Julia who was beside her and was looking at the sky in a daze.

For the first time, Algernon Julia's firm eyes revealed a hint of coldness. She still couldn't erase from her mind the heartfelt and excited look that Qianyun had when he saw her last night. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, or maybe she was the only one like her. Only the Gauls who have been to the Central Belgian Empire will understand that as a Central Belgian Qianyun, a demi-human, values ​​​​this kind of friendship in the loneliness of a foreign land. To kill Qianyun is his own decision, and it is the choice of the empire. For the survival of the empire, Qianyun must do it even if he is full of apologies. Death, death is Qianyun’s fate, Algernon Julia doesn’t think she is at fault,

Just like when he saved the desperate Qianyun once, and then he was executed by him, Qianye just calculated his life and returned his life. He did not owe Qianyun, but instead allowed him to live for so long. Qianyun, Don't blame me. If you want to blame me, just blame you for not dying in China and the turmoil in Southwest China earlier. If that's the case, you may be the most beautiful and nostalgic scenery in my memory, just like this gorgeous piece of scenery in front of me. The overwhelming red glow!

But now, you are just a fragmented cloud washed by the rays of the sun. The cloud is elegant and holy, aloof from the world, and moves with the wind. The only fault is that it appears at the wrong time and in the wrong place, Algernon Julia Staring at the glow Her pupils were bloodshot, as if they were filled with blood. Running all night long gave her delicate and charming face a hint of exhaustion and cold arrogance. Qianyun, ah Qianyun, if it weren’t for the admiration of Vecilia Falcon for you, or , you don’t need to die yet!

"Lord Supervisor, a large number of unknown cavalry were spotted approaching five hundred meters to the east!"

A guard cavalry in charge of the guard rushed over with a nervous expression. Everyone's nerves that had just been relaxed suddenly became tense. The Gallic officer in charge of the guard immediately stood up from the river and ran towards his horse." The first team immediately Protect Miss Andalin and Lord Supervisor and leave. Others come up. The horse is ready to fight. "In the distance, the smoke raised by the cavalry's hoofs is clearly visible. The Guards cavalry have mounted their horses one after another, leveling the lances in their hands. With the red morning sun behind them, their faces are serious and desolate. The cavalry on the opposite side There are at least a thousand riders in the team, but there are only thirty people here.

"Don't panic, they should be ours!" Algernon Julia calmly stared at the cavalry team getting closer and closer in the distance, and suddenly said slowly, "According to the agreement between me and Mr. Hassan Rimbaud, a thousand cavalry will be sent out every morning." The light cavalry are waiting here, but I don’t know why they came so late! "

"It's our people!"

Sure enough, the vigilance cavalry not far away also made a gesture with the same meaning, and lowered their raised spears. Instead, there was a sound of relief, and the cavalry group on the opposite side began to slow down. Finally, it stopped neatly, raising a puff of smoke and dust,

A guard cavalry moved forward to negotiate. Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a Gallic general's uniform came over under the guidance of the guard cavalry.

The Gallic general glanced at Algernon Julia who was standing by the lake. His body shook slightly and he sped up, ten meters away from Algernon Julia. The middle-aged general got off his horse and saluted Algernon Julia respectfully.

"Master Supervisor, I am Agulunde from the 5th Cavalry Regiment of the 6th Army," the middle-aged general said eagerly.

"Weren't you asked to arrive before sunrise? Why are you here now? If the Falcon Army hadn't been slow to respond, I'm afraid you would have only seen our bodies when you arrived here." Algernon Julia's pretty face was slightly cold, He was quite dissatisfied with the late arrival of the cavalry.

"It's really because of an emergency." Agrunde looked embarrassed, with a slight cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He quickly explained, "Just last night, for some unknown reason, the Falcon Army suddenly attacked the center line of our army with a large force. Although our army did Prepared. But the ferocity of the Falcon Army's offensive was completely unexpected. Unimaginably, a group of more than 100,000 troops and an unknown number of large numbers of prairie cavalry suddenly charged in from the flanks. The defense force on the center line was already the weakest, and the two garrison regiments suffered heavy casualties. was dispersed, Lord Carter, the commander of the 19th garrison regiment, died in battle.

"It was already late at night when your Excellency received the news. Although he controlled the 100,000 troops on the right wing, he did not dare to move without knowing the situation of the enemy. He could only urgently order the Kyoto Army on the left wing to rush to the center line, but he I don’t know what went wrong, but until now, there is still no news from the western front. After the subordinates pick up the supervisor, they must rush to the left wing immediately, otherwise, I am afraid that the center line will soon be unable to withstand it! "

"What, more than 100,000 Falcon troops stormed the center line?"

Algernon Julia's face was stunned, and she vaguely felt something was wrong. You must know that the total strength of the Falcon Army was only a few hundred thousand. To mobilize more than a hundred thousand troops at once would mean releasing huge missiles on the left and right wings. When you are free, ignoring the dangers on both sides and attacking the middle, this is simply courting death!

"The death of Qianyun must have made the Vekia Falcon lose its mind. In anger, it launched an attack on the center line regardless of the situation!"

Algernon Julia made a judgment in her heart, clasped her fingers together excitedly, and asked Agrunde, "Where is Mr. Hassan Rimbaud now? Can't Mr. Hassen Rimbaud see such an excellent fighter plane?"

"Your Excellency, the Casende Temporary Operations Headquarters, which is thirty miles away from here, is hesitant about whether to take the initiative to encircle the Falcon Army on two wings and inflict heavy damage to the Falcon Army because it cannot know the reason why the Falcon Army launched a full-scale attack!" Agulunde Blinking, his excited face clearly agreed with Algernon Julia’s idea,

"I think I know the reason for the Falcon Army's onslaught. You don't have to go to the left wing. Take me to Mr. Hassan Rambo immediately! We can't sit back and watch such a fighter plane slip away in vain!" Algernon Julia waved to Agronde Waving her hand, as the supervisor of the Rusty combat zone and the actual person in charge, her words are undoubtedly orders, and even Hassan Rambo has no right to change them.

"yes!"

Agurunde returned to the troops behind him excitedly. A thousand cavalry that should have gone to the left wing, instead escorted the direction in which Algernon Julia turned, all the way to the Casende temporary combat headquarters. For this reason, the Kyoto army on the left wing also Encounter the Falcon Army The battle report that resulted in an evacuation of fifteen miles back due to the strong attack was belatedly delivered to the Casende Provisional Operations Department at dusk in the afternoon. At this time, the center line, which was responsible for 60% of the Falcon Army's strength, had already been It was riddled with holes and the entire defense line was crumbling.

In late April and early summer, the wind blows from the northwest,

The great battle known in history as the "Twilight of the Empire" was in full swing. There were two main battlefields in the battle. The first main battlefield was undoubtedly the mountainous area in the central area of ​​the Rustic Western Front. More than 90,000 people in front of the Gallic army broke out. The troops on the center line were attacked by the Falcon Army that night. Except for a few who were lucky enough to evacuate into the defense area densely packed with towers in the rear in time, more than 60,000 people were divided into several pieces by the 110,000 Falcon Army pressing on the center line. surrounded, 

The second main battlefield is on the right wing of the battle line

Here are gathered the most powerful 100,000 Gallic elite troops in the entire Rusti region. Because it is impossible to obtain a precise analysis, this is the most powerful fist. But when the battle was raging on the center line, he rarely showed a calmness.

It is said that the situation was very embarrassing. Just when the troops on the center line were beaten to the point of crying for their fathers and mothers, at the Cassonde Provisional Operations Department where the famous Gallic general Hassen Rimbaud was sitting, a fight broke out between Algernon Julia, the supervisor of the Rusty war zone, and Hassen Rimbaud, the military chief. There was a fierce conflict, and the two had a heated argument over whether to encircle the two wings and attack the Falcon Army from the center line.

"The Vekia Falcon I know will never make such a simple mistake. The attack on the center line should be an illusion. The purpose is to bring in the troops on the left and right wings. Although I don't know where this cunning guy is on the center line. Waiting for us somewhere, but I am sure, because I can clearly smell the strong smell of conspiracy in the middle line that cannot be dispersed.

"Are you just watching helplessly?" Algernon Julia's eyes were blood-red, and her tone revealed countless reluctances.

"I have issued an order to the left wing. This is the biggest change that can be made when the current situation of the war is unclear. The supervisor must not disregard the lives of countless soldiers just because he was temporarily deceived." Hassan Rimbaud looked cautious. Reply to Algernon Julia on the strategic hypothesis of two-wing encirclement

Faced with this kind of question that really involves specific combat, Algernon Julia is undoubtedly no match for Hassan Rambo. She was left speechless after just a few words.

Taking advantage of the presence of many of the Legion's henchmen, Hassan Rambo is undoubtedly the winner of this argument. Although Algernon Julia had the responsibility of supervising the army, it was a pity that the place she was arguing was the legion headquarters of the Sixth Legion of Gaul. Here, Hassen Rimbaud's authority was undoubtedly greater than hers.

"Hold on to the center line. That's just a decoy attack by the Falcon Army!" The order from the legion headquarters made the captains of the Gallic garrison who were retreating steadily after being beaten on the center line more than just angry. There is also a kind of despair,

What is a lure attack? If this is also called a lure attack, am I blind? The commander of the 21st Gallic Garrison Cavalry, Bichoff, was covered in blood, with his long sword on the ground. He looked up to the sky and let out a bitter smile in despair. His hoarse voice was like the beating of a broken leather drum.

In the flattened grassland and shrubs where he was guarding, broken guns and broken arrows were left behind. The bodies of soldiers were covered with wounds. Countless arrow clusters inserted into the ground and whole corpses covered the originally yellow high slope. The black tide is like a sea, and countless infantrymen wearing black armor are flowing across the front. The long-range shooters of the Falcon Army are too terrifying. Countless arrow clusters are hitting the front line like uninterrupted raindrops. The soldiers are like this. The pieces disappeared,

The defensive line could no longer hold by noon;

The infantry of the Falcon Army advanced neatly behind the rain of arrows, relying entirely on their strong force to crush them. Because they were too far forward, the 20th Local Guard Regiment stationed on the flat slope had already fled before they could fully engage in the battle. Then came the 23rd Infantry Regiment from the Rosette region of Gaul, a garrison of 6,000 people, which was immediately surrounded and crushed by the opponent.

The defense line of the entire garrison seemed to have been pried open by giant pliers, not even a single residue was left.

Compared with the low morale of the Gallic army, the entire row of Falcon infantry on the opposite side shone brightly under the bright sun.

The bright armor has no end as far as the eye can see, like dark clouds flying from the horizon, like forest spears, pointing directly at the high blue sky.

One after another, the battle flags of the Falcon Army fluttered and wavered above the black and oppressive military formation, making a crackling sound in the wind.

The steps of tens of thousands of soldiers were as neat as one person. Countless steel-clad steps were raised and stepped down at the same time. The sound of treading on the ground was like the roar of an earthquake: "Boom, boom, boom, boom..." With every step forward, the earth trembled slightly. one time.

Under the heavy footsteps of the heavy infantry, the ground groaned and sank. The phalanx was as neat as a black copper wall and an iron wall. It was so dark that it exuded a serious murderous aura and coercion.

The black square array came one after another until it covered the sky and the earth within the field of vision.

In the distance, you can hear the roaring sound of drums, "Dong, dong, dong, dong!"

Responsible for the center line attack are the Central Army and the Northwest Army led by Fatty himself, as well as the Dongting Prairie Cavalry, with a total strength of 130,000.

The Gallic army on the opposite side only had 90,000 men. Their high morale and huge disparity in military strength resulted in an asymmetrical confrontation.

In the center line where the left and right wings could not form support, the fat man quickly raised the butcher knife.

"Cavalry Attacks"

The fat man raised his head high in his position and looked at the fierce battle in the distance. He pulled out his saber with a cold expression.

Countless black cavalry galloped out from both sides of the infantry, roaring. Then there was the sound of a scimitar being unsheathed, like a flash of snow-white light,

The already shaken Gallic army in the center suffered a bloodbath,

The Falcon Army's cavalry carried a storm of killings and slammed in like a file. He penetrated the opponent's front from the Gaul center line fiercely, and then kept pushing away.

"Long live the Immortal God! Long live the Falcon Khan!"

The scimitar was swung like a river, and the Dongting cavalry who were attacking at the same time in the central cavalry, with their skilled tactical coordination and superb riding skills, continuously brought flashing blood-colored light and shadows on the blade, and the bright red blood flowed from the panicked Gao Ting. Lu Bubing shot him in the neck. Like a ball of red flowers exploding at high speed, the war horses galloped past the defeated army. "Pop!" The figure of the Gauls fell from the eyes in an instant and turned into a piece of flesh and blood under the hooves of the galloping horses. There was a blurry shadow, and there was a sound of bones breaking under the horse's hooves.

"For Gaul! Kill!"

Bikhov's 21st local garrison cavalry collided with the Dongting cavalry, swords flashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The galloping horses passed each other, and the cavalry on top was swaying and being thrown off the horse.

The close combat between the cavalry on both sides can be described as brutal. It was like two iron walls colliding together. The horses rolled on the ground in the squeeze, and blood spattered from the horses passing by. The manpower here was really small, and each other was weak. The two opposing sides are entangled like two metal monsters squeezing each other.

"The center line collapsed!" The latest battle report made Hassan Rimbaud's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot.